Crime, a perfect storm
10 years after kidnapping, Phillipa Talma laments
Philippa Talma earlier this week at her clothing boutique, Philippa London, in Maraval. Ten years ago she was kidnapped and released on Mothers Day.
I was kidnapped outside of my store 10 years ago. On a busy Friday evening. My business was five months old. This image was taken in a hospital after my release on Mothers Day. I had been beaten, blindfolded, gagged, hog-tied and held in a latrine in South Trinidad for nine days. This is what we look like. The victims of violent, unspeakable crimes. Before we resume our new normal lives.
Ten years later. In the minute community of my shop:
Five customers have had a parent murdered, four of them in home invasions; two have lost husbands, both shot to death; another, a brother shot in his driveway; another, a mentally ill brother shot in police custody; another, a son shot outside of his fledgling business; a grandfather beaten to death with a brick; four raped; two kidnapped, a father and a brother; a father cutlassed in his home.
Lives stolen. From both the living and the dead. Surely no part of this resembles normal.
The general population lives in fear of becoming a victim of crime. What should be done? What is being done? Who shall we hold accountable?
Enough is enough.
This madness has got to end.
Ten years later. In the minute community of my shop:
Five customers have had a parent murdered, four of them in home invasions; two have lost husbands, both shot to death; another, a brother shot in his driveway; another, a mentally ill brother shot in police custody; another, a son shot outside of his fledgling business; a grandfather beaten to death with a brick; four raped; two kidnapped, a father and a brother; a father cutlassed in his home.
Lives stolen. From both the living and the dead. Surely no part of this resembles normal.
The general population lives in fear of becoming a victim of crime. What should be done? What is being done? Who shall we hold accountable?
Enough is enough.
This madness has got to end.
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